Fred again x Skepta x PlaqueBoyMax - Victory Lap (TUNDERO Remix)

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Riddim Remix to Victory Lap by Fred Again & Skepta & PlaqueBoyMax
Original song :
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=08C987fQEKU

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Lyrics :
[Chorus: Doechii & Skepta]
(I need that, I need that, I need that—)
Lil' white bitch on Depop, she a lil' teapot
Two left feet, them Reeboks
Shawty did freelance, now she a free thot
Should've never left the bitch alone with my sea moss
Now the bitch skip-hip-hoppin' in my Reeboks
Talking 'bout a detox, pussy like a beatbox
All grown up, bitch lookin' like Selena
That booty ch— (I need that, I need that, I need that—)
Lil' white bitch on Depop, she a lil' teapot
Two left feet, them Reeboks
Shawty did freelance, now she a free thot
Should've never left the bitch alone with my sea moss
Now the bitch skip-hip-hoppin' in my Reeboks
Talking 'bout a detox, pussy like a beatbox
All grown up, bitch lookin' like Selena
That booty ch— (I need that, I need that, I need that—)
Lil' white bitch on Depop, she a lil' teapot
Two left feet, them Reeboks
Shawty did freelance, now she a free thot
Should've never left the bitch alone with my sea moss
Now the bitch skip-hip-hoppin' in my Reeboks
Talking 'bout a detox, pussy like a beatbox
All grown up, bitch lookin' like Selena
That booty— (Could've been, could've been, could've been)
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[Refrain: Skepta]
Could've been certi', could've been a G
Should've never snitched, why you talkin' to police?
Now they lookin' at you funny when you walkin' down the street
Lookin' at you like food, tryna see what they can eat
Me, I'm like Wallo and Gillie with the game
You don't really wanna act silly, behave
When I walk on stage, then a milli' gets made
I need that, I need that, I need that

[Verse 1: Skepta]
Greaze, I feel sorry for Skepta
They copied his flow, but they said that it's a new flow
Imitation don't flatter me, but it's cool though
Shouldn't ever left the guy alone in my studio
Put them in a coffin, give them man a tombstone
Yeah, I got a half, for the price of a Q though
Livin' like a boss man, nothin' like Hugo (Huh?)
I need that, I need that, I need that good price
When the plug turn paigon, tweakin', talkin' inflation (Huh?)
P's is needed, gettin' impatient
Blud, everybody gettin' complacent
Leg work, step on the pavement
Victory Lap, I'm back on the station (Bow, bow, bow)
I'm really a psycho, Patrick Bateman
If you see her with me, she's taken


[Chorus: Doechii]
Lil' white bitch on Depop, she a lil' teapot
Two left feet, them Reeboks
Shawty did freelance, now she a free thot
Should've never left the bitch alone with my sea moss
Now the bitch skip-hip-hoppin' in my Reeboks
Talking 'bout a detox, pussy like a beatbox
All grown up, bitch lookin' like Selena
(I need that, I need that, I need that, I need that—)
Lil' white bitch on Depop, she a lil' teapot
Two left feet, them Reeboks
Shawty did freelance, now she a free thot
Should've never left the bitch alone with my sea moss
Now the bitch skip-hip-hoppin' in my Reeboks
Talking 'bout a detox, pussy like a beatbox
All grown up, bitch lookin' like Selena
I need that, I need that, I need that—

[Verse 2: Skepta]
I smoke loud, but I never get lousy
Black swan, Darren Aronofsky
Plug said he want sixteen for the pound
But I'm tryna get it under a rack like Saudi
Iced out watch, and my diamonds, they cloudy
Four rings, never came with the Audi
Grills like Foreman
I put my money where my mouth is
And I don't want to smile, just 'low me
No new friends, I got mob ties
Where would I be without the guys?
We get fly, argue a thousand times
We tell jokes till the tears come out your eyes
You know the haters hate when you're out of sight
I hear them say we sold out
Yeah, we sold out everyting except humble pie
One slice cut a man down to size, like


[Refrain: Skepta, Doechii & Skepta]
Could've been certi', could've been a G
Should've never snitched, why you talkin' to police?
Now they lookin' at you funny when you walkin' down the street
Lookin' at you like food, tryna see what they can eat
Me, I'm like Wallo and Gillie with the game
You don't really wanna act silly, behave
When I walk on stage, then a milli' gets made
I need that, I need that, I need that—

[Chorus: Doechii, Doechii & Skepta]
Lil' white bitch on Depop, she a lil' teapot
Two left feet, them Reeboks
Shawty did freelance, now she a free thot
Should've never left the bitch alone with my sea moss
Now the bitch skip-hip-hoppin' in my Reeboks
Talking 'bout a detox, pussy like a beatbox
All grown up, bitch lookin' like Selena
I need that, I need that, I need that—